After throwing up everything in his stomach (even with the phenagran) we are reordering the legs to give Goose a break. Goose claims that he has been attacked by a rogue stomach virus, but we think his eating and training habits are to blame. Weeble is out now, but not until after he had dropped the kids off at the pool.
We have been overtaken by the teams with 12 members. Many of them have two vans and one van is sleeping while the other van runs. It is almost 4:00 AM and none of us have had more than a few minutes of sleep between shadowing the current runner and all the getting in and out of the van. We have no respect for these other guys 